141. Truth's Battle

In the last days the end of times under a dying sun and decaying moon doped up on a cocktail of lies and falsehoods and believing themselves invincible the armies of the deceivers don their shiny black armour they form ranks and march to war against the white armoured truth knights and into a massacre They meet for the final time on the field of battle the liars think they have the advantage their numbers are so vast compared to the couple of hundred knights against them but the smaller army is much stronger having never been corrupted Like the leaves off the trees in autumn the soldiers of the deceivers fall to against their foes cut down by gleaming swords and axes shattered by heavy maces and war hammers every strike seems to fell a man carving and smashing through steel and flesh the grassy plains become swamped with rivers of black blood Eventually the battle is won and the lies have all been crushed burnt and destroyed the truth can finally be know to all for what it is nothing will challenge the truth for now no more fighting will be needed The truth can return to what is was when time was just beginning to dawn free pure and uncorrupted by anyone knowing that while the lies against them will be many the truth will always win at the end of all time